"Hahaha, don't misunderstand, little friend, the old man is just a person outside the party, how can he have any name, even what Taoist and legal names are ......" The bald monk Lang laughed, and before he finished speaking, he raised the wine gourd to his mouth, poured it but found that he couldn't pour anything, he couldn't help but look embarrassed, and glared at Murong Chui angrily, "Where is my wine?"

Murong Chui opened his mouth to speak, and Murong Chao's voice came from the hall, "The wine is here, the wine is here!"

After a while, I saw Murong Chao running out with a big wine jar in his arms, walked up to the bald monk, and said respectfully, "This is Shaoxing's daughter red that has been cellared for thirty years, seniors, please enjoy." ”

The bald monk grinned and rubbed his hands a little embarrassedly, "Then the old man is welcome." ”

As he spoke, he flicked his fingers, poked a small hole, and then leaned his big gourd over and poured the wine like this.

"Master, what should we do now?" Li Mochou asked in a low voice when he came behind Murong Fu.

Murong Fu didn't speak, just quietly stuffed the Longquan Sword to her, and took the Heavenly Sword in his hand again, this nondescript great monk gave him an unfathomable feeling, but it had not yet reached the point where the mountains were invincible, and using the Heavenly Sword against the enemy would increase the chances of victory.

After the bald monk finished pouring the wine, he first took a big sip of Meimei, and suddenly turned his head to look at the wind and evil, "This little friend is young, he can get through the second vein of Ren Du and cultivate the Jiuyang Divine Skill, this kind of talent is indeed good, but your body is extremely rich in Yang True Qi, and if you continue to cultivate like this, I am afraid that you will give birth to the fire of the Extreme Yang, burn yourself and boil the veins and die." ”

Hearing this, he was taken aback when he was in turmoil, Jiuyang Shengong has been cultivated so far, he obviously feels that something is wrong, at noon on the fifth day of the first month of each month, the dantian and meridians have a burning sensation, he thought that this is a common disease that will be encountered when cultivating to Yang Gongfa, but at this moment, listening to what the monk said, it seems that it will kill people.

Even Murong Fu raised his eyebrows, and glanced at the storm evil in confusion, he himself had cultivated the Jiuyang Divine Skill, but because of the relationship between the Northern Spiritual Skill, in addition to the loss of power, he did not notice any problems, and this monk was able to see through the internal strength of the Storm Evil at a glance, which was quite incredible.

You must know that the Jiuyang Sutra is not as famous as the Jiuyin Sutra, except for a very small number of people such as Emei, Shaolin, and Wudang, and Mingjiao advocates Wuji, almost no one in the martial arts knows the existence of this magic skill, what is the origin of this monk? Could it be a certain hidden monk in Shaolin Temple?

Just when Murong Fu was puzzled, suddenly a strong wind blew, and when he looked up, he saw the figure of the bald monk jumping out in one step, and instantly crossed a distance of several zhang to come to the evil body of the storm.

Feng Bo Evil was also taken aback by this sudden action, and was about to run the exercises, but found that a pale golden energy had already wrapped around his waist and spread rapidly, and his whole body's true qi seemed to be suppressed by something, and he couldn't move at all, and even his entire body slowly floated up.

"Fourth Master Feng!" Li Mochou exclaimed in surprise, and was about to come to the rescue, but Murong Fu raised his hand and slashed out a palm before her.

The bald monk manipulated the golden power with one hand to lift the storm into the air, and with a slight wave of the other hand, a wall of true qi several feet thick appeared on his side, and Murong Fu's palm force hit it, but it only trembled and then disappeared without a trace.

Murong Fu was horrified in his heart, snorted coldly in his mouth, and slowly raised the Heavenly Sword, and for a while, the wind and clouds surged, and the waves of qi rolled.

But at this moment, the storm said with difficulty, "Childe, do it slowly!"

Murong Fu paused, looked carefully, and found that although the storm was suppressed, he did not suffer any harm, but a familiar and unfamiliar aura rose up, saying that it was familiar because it was the unique Yang breath of Jiuyang Divine Skill, and that it was strange because there was also a feminine force mixed in the Yang Breath.

Murong Fu hesitated, but finally did not cut out the Heavenly Sword, and the bald monk also waved his hand to disperse the true qi wall, staring at the storm with a solemn expression, waving his hands continuously, and a golden silk pierced into his body, the mask on the face of the storm had already been lifted off, and his face was twisted into a ball at this time, obviously enduring some kind of great pain.

Murong Fu took a closer look, and immediately understood what was going on, but he was even more puzzled, this monk did not hesitate to spend his internal strength to help the storm and evil open up the meridians, what is going on?

The opening of the meridians here is not the twelve meridians, the eight meridians of the odd meridians, but some hidden meridians in some details, each internal skill needs to open up different meridians, and the level of internal strength also comes from this, but there are many meridians in the human body, and no one has ever been able to open up all the meridians.

On the other side, Murong Chao and Murong Chui were also dumbfounded, they released this great monk, originally as the last killer weapon, but the current situation was greatly unexpected by the two, and they turned out to be enemies!

After about a stick of incense, the strength of the body faded like a tide, and the body fell to the ground with a bang, and the whole body was sweating profusely, and his face was pale, as if he had been fished out of the water.

The bald monk slowly withdrew his hands, lifted the gourd and poured a mouthful, and said with a smile, "The reason why you are here today is because the old man was young and vigorous in the past, and made a mistake. ”

At first glance, Murong Fu thought that the turmoil was his illegitimate son, but when he heard it, he realized that it was not the case, and suddenly his heart moved, remembering that in the secret book of the Jiuyang True Scripture he had obtained, a paragraph was written at the end of the scripture: "In the past, Songshan met a strange person Wang Chongyang, and he was able to borrow the martial arts treasure book 'Jiuyin True Scripture' with it. ”

Thinking of this, Murong Fu's heart was shocked, and he blurted out, "Dare to ask the senior, but is it the master who created the Jiuyang Divine Skill in the first place?"

The bald monk was stunned and sighed slightly, "Yes, decades ago, the old man had to meet a friend, and borrowed a book called 'Nine Yin True Scripture' martial arts from him, and felt that this skill was too feminine and could not fully interpret the Taoist martial arts classics. ”

Hearing him say this, Murong Fu couldn't help but think of Assasin's words, "Negative and positive are the strongest force in the world." ”

Now that I think about it, the real meaning of this sentence should be that only the mutual aid of yin and yang is the highest state of martial arts, and too extreme will only go mad. However, it is a pity that the "Yin and Yang Treasure Book" left by Assasin was too busy and did not believe in Assasin's personality, so Murong Fu never studied it well.

"Little friend," at this time, the bald monk, who is also the creator of the rumored Jiuyang Sutra, changed his words and said to Murong Fu, "It is better to settle the problem than to settle the knot, why is it too anxious to fry each other from the same root, why not listen to the monk's persuasion and retreat?"

Although Murong Fu was quite jealous of this legendary figure, it was impossible for him to give up on exterminating the Lin'an Murong lineage, and his expression immediately turned cold, and he said in a deep voice, "What if I say no?"

I thought that the Dionysian Monk would be angry and make a move, or say a big reason to Murong Fu to give up, but he just drank the wine by himself, and said inarticulately, "If Xiaoyou must insist, what else can the monk say, you continue to fight, the monk is going to drink." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was surprised, and Murong Chao was anxious, "Senior, you...... Didn't you say you'd persuade this kid to leave?"

The bald monk glanced at him and said with a look of surprise, "I have persuaded him, but what can he do if he doesn't listen to the monk." ”

Murong Chao and Murong Chui were dumbfounded, what kind of reason is this, originally agreed to let him out, he would persuade Murong Fu to leave, and the two of them only spoke politely when he spoke, but they didn't expect that "persuading him to leave" was really persuading him to leave, and if he couldn't persuade him, forget it.

Seeing this scene, Murong Fu was also happy, and felt that this monk was really a wonderful person, but he had some doubts in his heart, how could this dragon fighting wine monk who saw the beginning and the end have anything to do with Lin'an Murong?

Murong Chui had a gloomy face, "The master is so biting and chewing words and teasing us, we naturally have no way to take the master, but you have borrowed countless treasured classics from my Murong family over the years, and even the ancient fragments have been shown to you without reservation, does the master really plan not to read any friendship at all, and watch my Murong family annihilate?"

Feng Bo Evil suddenly spoke, "I obviously saw that you imprisoned this senior, and the seniors did not trouble you, and the grievances were offended, what do you want to ask your seniors to do!"

Everyone present could see that the life and death of Murong Chao and the others were all in the hands of the great monk, and at this time, if they could sow discord and let the monk fall to their side, they would wait to announce the demise of Murong Chao's lineage, as for the monk Fang Cai said that it didn't matter if they lived or died, few people took it seriously.

The Bacchus Monk glanced at the storm with a smile, and said frankly, "Xiaoyou's words are only half right, the old man fell for Murong Chui's tricks back then, and he was locked by the cold iron essence gold chain, but after so many years, the old man has already been able to break the chains, and the reason why he stayed here is only for the ancient books and fine wine here, and he can't be imprisoned." ”

Murong Chao's face was slightly happy, "That's it, senior, although there has been some unhappiness between us, but the juniors have not been filial to their seniors over the years, can the seniors bear to watch the juniors die?"

The Dou Dionysian Monk waved his hand indifferently, "The reason why the old man didn't make a move on you is because of the friendship over the years, as for the fragment of the Dou Zhuan Xing Shift, the old man has also taught you all the insights he has gained over the years, otherwise with that fragment, you can refine the Dou Zhuan Xing Shift?"